All year I’ve been keeping a sharp eye for business models, job opportunities, and potential collaborators.
Finally a business model wandered across my field of vision. I had a cold clementine in one hand, a hot cup of coffee in the other when it hit me. I sat there at the kitchen table in the predawn holding a breath. I scrambled around the idea mentally, examining it for cracks, flaws, flimsiness. Nothing. It’s solid.
It feels like love. I’m already waist-deep in the details and the hard work of building this new venture (well, extension of an old venture really) but it’s still love. Because this is the thing that will raise my profile, take my art to the next level, and put me in close quarters with the kinds of people that I really dig.
It’ll also allow me the freedom I need to travel.
It’s a gamble, as I need to sacrifice some short-term gigs to build this thing.
Risk taken.
